First really nice weekend here in Sweden coincided with wife running in her new V-Strom so we decided to just cruise around and revisit our favourite roads, often forgotten main roads made obsolete by fancy new highways. Along one of these roads a gas station somehow has managed to survive intact with pumps, garage, tools and all, as a time capsule - The Carl Westberg Caltex gas station in Morarp. For the last twenty years it has just been sitting there, miraculously escaping vandals and real estate heroes. But silent, dark and empty. However, this time when we stopped for the obligatory new-bike-photo, something had changed. There was a sign outside, offering drop-in wheel swap. Quite unexpected. We just had to go in. And found this guy in his 30s, in a classic mechanic's overall and properly oily, with a 60s Beetle on the lift. It turnes out that he has set his mind to bring the gas station back to real life, not only as a dead museum but with actual business. The permits needed to sell gas are too much, but the rest may work. Speciality classic cars, with a special place for air cooled Beetles. We left with two t-shirts and a renewed faith in mankind.